Lyrics Hothouse Flowers

Hothouse Flowers

Shut Up And Listen

Shut up and listen to what you've been given

Hold on listen, while the blood is waiting

There's a clock on the mantle watches

As time rolls by

Saying there's mountains to climb and the sky

If we're willing to aim high

For the rest of your life

The man who told me this story

Is long dead

But I hear his music alive in my head

Spent his whole life giving

As best he can

Saying help me believe in the

Things I believe in

The clock on the mantel watches as time

Rolls by

Saying there's mountains to climb and

The sky if we are willing to aim high

We are just children at heart

If not in our minds

For the rest of our lives

Shut up and listen